Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 463: Ancestral Rice Cake Craft

Jiang Xiaoye touched Er Niu's head and said with a smile: "This is not done yet."

"Oh!"

The second girl's mouth was bulging, and it was obvious that she was very upset that there was no rice cake.

"Taotao, do you eat rice cake?"

The old village chief came to Taotao with a smile, and everyone in Yushan Village was happy.

Otherwise, the girl's name on the genealogy will not appear.

Taotao hid behind Jiang Xiaoye, showing her head, and cautiously said: "Eating rice cakes, does the village chief buy flower tea?"

"What?"

The old village chief didn’t understand, so what to buy?

"Tao Tao asks you if you want to drink tea. The Pu-erh tea cakes at home are ready, let you drink some."

Jiang Xiaoye almost fainted, when can this little girl not sell flower tea?

Could it be said that the first thing to learn will be so persistent? I know that selling scented tea, the villagers have a deep feeling about selling scented tea, which is a nightmare for many people.

After all, almost everyone dreamed of a little girl selling flower tea.

If you don’t buy, just keep asking, if you buy, there’s no such thing as you will keep asking...

"Medium, medium, that tea is delicious, ha ha ha." The old village chief happily said: "Tao Tao is so good, what gift do you want to tell grandpa, grandpa will prepare it for you!"

"What grandpa? You are the second grandpa. Where is the real grandpa? You need to prepare gifts?"

The old man is here, he will come to see how Jiang Xiaoye is going to make rice cakes.

"Grandpa Second is not Grandpa?"

The old village chief suddenly became unconvinced.

"Then add two!"

"You two!"

"It's you two!"

...

Jiang Xiaoye had a big head, and hurriedly took Taotao Er Niu to see the rice cakes. The two old men quarreled, and he really couldn't interrupt.

The second girl is holding two yellow leathers.

The two yellow skins sneezed again and again by the rice noodles here, their heads digging into Taotao's clothes.

The rice cakes made the two girls drool, and Xiao Hei hurriedly back and forth at the door.

Xiao Hui stupidly wanted to follow up and was slapped back with a paw, silly? Master Xiaohei in this place was going forward but was beaten out. You can't be beaten to death. If the little master wants to eat dog meat hot pot in the future, you have to top it!

Xiao Hui honestly went back and sat behind Xiao Hei.

"Brother, rice cakes!"

Taotao pulled Lajiang Xiaoye, obviously wanting to eat rice cakes.

"I'm not familiar yet."

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said, "Do you want to know what rice cake is?"

"I don't want to!" The second girl protested online!

"Playing rice cakes is a knowledge and a skill." The old village head came back and said with a smile: "It is difficult to make rice cakes until they are heated. It is not only bad, but also bad. It’s easy to crack."

The custom of making rice cakes in Yushan Village is very heavy. Whenever there is a happy event in the family, they will make rice cakes. At the end of each year, every household thinks about making rice cakes by themselves. For some people who need more, they will find the rice cake team in the village. The number is getting less and less.

The rice cake team in the village is about to disband.

Uncle Dali finished his work and heard the words: "Old Uncle, there are only a few people in this rice cake team. There were six in the past. Now there are two missing. Why don't you find two?"

Making rice cakes is tedious, washing rice, grinding flour, burning fire, steaming, making cakes, light red...

This is also the mill room in the village. If it was busy before, the mill room could roar day and night for days and nights. There is no difference between the people who have been here for a long time and the snowman. This rice cake team does not make money.

The rice sent by Jiang Xiaoye is constantly turning into fans.

"The rice cake team makes this money. Where can I find someone for you?"

The old village chief whispered to Uncle Dali that the rice cake team used to be good for making money, but now, it really doesn't work.

They used to be able to sell rice cakes, but now that the technology is advanced, simple apprentices can handle rice cake making. Otherwise, he will not be able to know the rice cake craftsmanship of Uncle Dali.

"Hey, ancestral craftsmanship!"

Uncle Dali couldn't help sighing.

Jiang Xiaoye heard the words: "Uncle Dali, your rice cakes are so delicious. I have an idea here. If you make rice cakes, you can make 8,000 yuan a month. There is no problem at all. Just make rice cakes a few times a day. ."

Uncle Dali’s rice cakes, Jiang Xiaoye’s childhood memories, it would be a shame if such crafts were lost.

If it weren't for this craft, it would be unpalatable to memorable taste in the future.

"Xiao Ye, what's the matter, hurry up and talk about it!"

"Here here!"

The old village chief’s eyes lit up, and Jiang Xiaoye was right now!

As soon as Uncle Dali saw that someone was coming over, he quickly pulled Jiang Xiaoye toward the corner. Isn't it a problem if he has 8,000 in a month? You know that you can't make a lot of money by making rice cakes.

Time-consuming and laborious, it is simply difficult!

The second girl took Taotao to see the steamed rice cakes. A group of aunts and aunts were very enthusiastic and praised Taotao's beauty.

Jiang Xiaoye only hoped that Taotao would stop asking people if he could buy scented tea. That would be really... uncomfortable!

Xiao Hei was barking anxiously, and gave Master Xiao Hei a piece of rice cake to taste, little master!

This is Jiang Xiaoye's dog. According to the past, people have rushed to it. You can't enter the dog casually in this place, and you can't enter the door.

"Xiao Ye, talk about it!"

The old village chief felt that Jiang Xiaoye's brain was too good, so that sooner or later, every family in the village would have savings, and the little days would get better and better.

Uncle Dali looked for the bench happily, Jiang Xiaoye hurriedly stopped and said: "Uncle Dali, I don't want your craft to be lost. I really have an idea here, that is, Uncle Dali, you can take someone to make rice cakes. Be more refined. I ask Bishuixuan to buy a batch every day. I feel that 10,000 yuan per person per month is no problem at all."

Bishuixuan's dim sum is also more valuable. Jiang Xiaoye is extremely confident in his crystal rice, coupled with Lingquan, and the rice cake craftsmanship passed down by Dali's ancestors, they will be more beautiful when they are made, and they are definitely loved.

"Really? Okay, okay, Xiao Ye, quickly tell me what I need to do. That money is too much, just a few thousand dollars!"

Uncle Dali rubbed his hands excitedly. He used to be popular in this craft and wanted to learn it, but no one cared about it later.

If you can't make money by working hard, naturally no one will be enthusiastic.

Now that the rice cake team has gone two, he originally thought he would disband the rice cake team if he was busy again at the end of this year.

"You don't need to do anything, just make rice cakes normally. It's not possible to make rice cakes in the mill now. The yard behind the newly built brigade headquarters is very big, so it's better to change there."

"Medium, medium! It's medium there!"

The old village chief said cheerfully: "How many people do you need to make rice cakes?"

"Enough for four of us!"

Uncle Dali was afraid that he would be robbed of his job. One of the four people was his wife.

"It's still the same six as before. Uncle Dali, you can talk to the old village chief who is suitable. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Now it is troublesome."

"Okay, OK!"

Yushan Village Rice Cakes, I believe they can still sell well at Bishuixuan.

It’s just that what I did before is still a bit rough, and it’s okay to make something beautiful.

Jiang Xiaoye felt that he needed to make a phone call and talk to Lin Xin. There is also Yushan Crystal Rice. This rice is absolutely the best!